Chapter Twelve Fu Qingye: If you need money, I have it!
"Hurry, there are wolves!" Mu Qingxin suddenly remembered something and urged Rong Nanxi.
If they were surrounded by wolves, neither of them would survive.
Rong Nanxi remained calm. "Is this what you mean?" As soon as she finished speaking, she let out a "woof," exactly the same as the wolf howls that Mu Qingxin had heard earlier.
Mu Qingxin was taken aback at first, then became furious: "You're deliberately scaring me!"
"So you really want to stay on the mountain until you rot and stink? Don't worry, I won't take advantage of your kindness! By the way, I'm a little tired, I can't carry you anymore!"
Rong Nanxi wasn't the type to be physically strong; being able to walk ten steps was already her limit.
Mu Qingxin sneered: "I wonder where all those delicacies you eat every day go!"
As Mu Qingxin was about to get down and walk slowly on her own, she suddenly saw a familiar figure waving happily.
"Little brother, your big brother is here! Quick! Come and carry me down the mountain!"
Rong Nanxi looked over and saw Fu Qingye carrying an axe, followed by Zhang Chenggong, who was also carrying an axe. The two seemed to be talking about something and did not notice them.
Fu Qingye frowned: "You mean, the military region has issued an order requiring us to return to our posts immediately?"
Zhang Chenggong nodded: "Brother Ye, I know you took three months' leave to come back this time, but the military region's orders cannot be disobeyed. We are ordered to return to the military region within three days."
The two belonged to the Southeast Military Region, which was far away and required nearly two days to travel. In other words, the two had to take the train to the Southeast Military Region within one day.
"Fu Qingye!"
Rong Nanxi carried Mu Qingxin closer, only hearing the two mention something about a military region, but she didn't hear the specifics. However, she didn't intend to ask, as such matters were usually military secrets, and she knew her limits.
Mu Qingxin had sharp ears and heard it clearly, but obviously, she wouldn't tell the mean woman who was deliberately teasing her!
When Fu Qingye saw that Rong Nanxi, a small girl, was carrying Mu Qingxin on her shoulder, he was so frightened that his eyelids trembled, and he quickly helped her down.
As soon as Mu Qingxin stood up, she was about to fall into Fu Qingye's arms, looking pitiful: "Little brother, I can't walk anymore, please carry me down the mountain!"
Fu Qingye glanced at Zhang Chenggong, and Zhang Chenggong immediately appeared.
"I'll do it! I can hug you! Xin Xin, come here! Give me a hug!" Zhang Chenggong stretched out his arms, and his expectant and greasy expression made Mu Qingxin feel a little dizzy.
"roll!"
Zhang Chenggong: "Okay!"
In the end, Zhang Chenggong went down the mountain to call for help, and they found a frame to carry Mu Qingxin down the mountain.
However, Rong Nanxi had no intention of going down the mountain, as she had not collected enough medicinal herbs.
Fu Qingye didn't go down the mountain either, but silently followed behind Rong Nanxi.
When she asked, Fu Qingye said he had set a lot of animal traps on the mountain, hoping to catch some prey.
Rong Nanxi laughed: "Then what's that axe you're holding for? Isn't it for chopping wood?"
If he wants to stay, he should just say so. She won't kick him out like she did in her past life.
Fu Qingye pondered for a moment, then answered seriously: "If there is a live creature in the animal trap, then kill it to reduce its suffering."
Rong Nanxi: "..."
However, on another note, Rong Nanxi suddenly remembered something.
Fu Qingye is a very good hunter. He often catches pheasants, rabbits, deer and the like, but he doesn't keep them all at home to eat. Instead, he takes them to the street to sell the next day.
If it weren't for this skill, Rong Nanxi estimated that Fu Qingye's enlistment allowance wouldn't be enough to support her.
"Do you usually sell most of the animals you hunt in the city?"
Fu Qingye nodded.
"And then? How much can you usually sell for?"
Meeting Rong Nanxi's bright eyes, Fu Qingye said, "It depends. The size is different, and the price is different for each one. Why are you suddenly asking this?"
Fu Qingye was puzzled. Ever since he saw her in the operating room that day, he had noticed that she seemed to have changed, changed a lot.
For example, right now, the former Rong Nanxi would never allow him to be within three steps of her.
Suddenly, a fragrant aroma wafted into her nose. Looking up, she realized that Rong Nanxi had already moved closer, her bright eyes gleaming with a mischievous light.
"So how much do you think wild fish can sell for on the black market?"
Fu Qingye suddenly came to his senses: "What are you trying to do? The black market is always strictly controlled. Whatever you want, I'll give it to you, but you can't take the risk!"
The black market is for private transactions; it's speculation and profiteering, and you should never go there.
For example, Fu Qingye never set foot on the black market; the prey he hunted was usually packaged and sold to the supply and marketing cooperative.
Supply and marketing cooperatives are state-owned, so selling to them is not against regulations, but selling to individuals is not allowed.
The only difference is that the purchase price from the supply and marketing cooperative is much lower, but it is safer.
"Who said I was going to the black market! Battalion Commander Fu!" Rong Nanxi suddenly leaned closer, hugged Fu Qingye's waist, and stood on tiptoe, rubbing her fluffy head against Fu Qingye's chin.
"Our Battalion Commander Fu is so capable, he must have a safe sales channel, right?"
The sight of his beloved smiling and chatting in front of him was a scene that had appeared countless times in his dreams, and Fu Qingye was momentarily lost in it.
After regaining his senses, Fu Qingye's expression suddenly turned serious: "Are you short of money?"
He suddenly remembered that Rong Nanxi had taken out a stack of IOUs and demanded that Shen Yuanzhi repay the money.
He hadn't thought much of it before, but now it seemed that she might have encountered some trouble.
Otherwise, he really didn't understand why she insisted on going through the black market when it would be safer to sell to the supply and marketing cooperative!
The purchase price of ordinary fish at the supply and marketing cooperative is between 20 and 40 cents per catty, while the price on the black market is double that. Sometimes, when goods are in short supply, it is common to pay three times that price, which shows the difference!
Rong Nanxi nodded vigorously: "We're in need! We're really in need!"
"If you need money, I have it!"
Fu Qingye took out a stack of ten-yuan notes from his pocket, estimating it to be at least two hundred, and shoved it into Rong Nanxi's hand.
"I don't want it!" Rong Nanxi quickly pushed it back.
"Three thousand five hundred and thirty-eight dollars and three cents! This is the money I owe you. I can fish, and as long as my fish can sell for five hundred and thirty-eight dollars and three cents, plus the money Shen Yuanzhi owes me, I can pay you back!"
Once the accounts are settled, she can marry Fu Qingye openly and honestly without any psychological burden!
Rong Nanxi smiled and looked at Fu Qingye.
She will definitely pay back the three thousand five hundred and thirty-eight yuan and three cents before the marriage application is approved!
Fu Qingye's expression darkened instantly. "You want to settle things with me?"
Rong Nanxi: "Huh? That makes sense!"
"Alright!" Fu Qingye strode past Rong Nanxi. "I'll grant your wish!"
Once we are even, I will withdraw my marriage application!
Rong Nanxi scratched her head, feeling that Fu Qingye was acting strangely.
However, just agree to use his sales channels!
Although you could sell them to the supply and marketing cooperative, the price was too low. By the time you'd earned enough money, you'd be heavily pregnant, and your wedding wouldn't look good.
Since Fu Qingye has a safe black market sales channel, it's naturally more cost-effective to go through him.
As for why Rong Nanxi thought Fu Qingye usually sold wild game through the black market...
Nonsense! If he hadn't gone through the black market and sold at a high price, the meager sum Fu Qingye received from selling to the supply and marketing cooperative, plus his enlistment allowance, wouldn't have been enough to support Rong Nanxi.
She's definitely calculated this carefully!
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